Frankly, My Dear, I Don’t Give A Damn

[Dutch Lock Down Day Two Hundred Fifty Four]

Photo by Ravi Roshan on Unsplash

Yes, I forgot to write yesterday until it was time for bed, past time for bed, in fact, and then, instead of staying up even later, I took a deep breath in, let it out, accepted that I wouldn’t write today’s post today, and went to bed.

So today’s post is care of tomorrow and you’re reading this from the future.

Ain’t. Life. GRAND.

This week, in pursuit of the Farmer Project, I dove into radical compassion and, orthogonally related, discovering another word for self-improvement.

But first the news:

I don’t like the word self-improvement.

It implies that you’re less than now and once you completely self-improvement, you’ll be better than.

And growth reminds me too much of plants. I kill plants. Also, why is a bit of height or a step towards death, without any effort, considered a good thing. And what’s the opposite? When I’m not growing, I’m … shrinking?

No.

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And This Is Black Friday

[Dutch Lock Down Day Two Hundred Fifty Three]

Black Friday is an informal name for the Friday following Thanksgiving Day in the United States, which is celebrated on the fourth Thursday of November. The day after Thanksgiving has been regarded as the beginning of the United States Christmas shopping season since 1952.

And, yeah, it’s even here in the Netherlands.

But first the news:

Of course, because of online shopping and, well, marketing, the single sales day has become a week or more.

Also?

Here in the Netherlands, it’s kind of considered Not Cool to put up your Xmas tree before SinterKlaas but in America, the tree goes up today (or yesterday if you used it as an activity to entertain the family before / after Thanksgiving foodness).

And since I’ve already seen a few pictures of friends / family putting up their trees, I totally want to go shopping this weekend for The Tree.

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Now Where Is My Turkey?

[Dutch Lock Down Day Two Hundred Fifty Two]

Photo by Simon Maage on Unsplash

Thanksgiving is a national holiday celebrated on various dates in the United States, Canada, Brazil, Grenada, Saint Lucia, and Liberia, and the sub-national entities LeidenNorfolk Island, and the inhabited territories of the United States. It began as a day of giving thanks and sacrifice for the blessing of the harvest and of the preceding year.

This year it’s celebrated today in the United States and Brazil and as a nod to it, I’m giving thanks for a few things today.

But first the news:

I do humbly give thanks for my patient, beautiful, supportive partner who listens to my troubles and encourages my experiments. And I’m so thankful for our three amazing minions who show us the beauty in patience and bring new definition to both literal and figurative support.

I am thankful for chocolate. Especially fancy bon bons from local chocolate / coffee / wine stores. In little boxes. With little bows. And tiny calories. If you eat them with your eyes shut.

I am so very thankful for effective hormone therapy, finally stabilising riotous and horrid perimenopause, bringing serenity and peace to my poor addled brain.

I am thankful for Dr. Kristin Neff who wrote Self Compassion, an extraordinary book that offers exercises and action plans for dealing with every emotionally debilitating struggle, be it parenting, weight loss, or any of the numerous trials of everyday living.  

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I Can Haz Sleep?

[Dutch Lock Down Day Two Hundred Fifty One]

For seven days, sure, I was ruminating every night because of that whole small claims court thing, but then on Monday night ALL THREE KIDS woke up in the night for Entirely Separate Reasons which required attention and for BOTH Papa AND Mama to wake up and Make Things Right.

And then, last night, which should’ve been fine, well, I woke up anyway and had a shite night’s sleep just because it’s been SO LONG since I’ve had a solid night’s sleep that my body was like, hey, let’s wake up FOR NO REASON AND THINK ABOUT THINGS.

But first the news:

And now it’s half past nine and I’m still not in bed, but writing this post.

Damnit.

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What Are You Doing For Thanksgiving, Leander?

[Dutch Lock Down Day Two Hundred Fifty]

Planning the twins’ birthday.

We celebrated Thanksgiving MAYBE twice before the kids arrived, once after First Minion arrived and not at all since the twins arrived three years ago on 30 November.

Which is fine – it wasn’t really our jam before we moved over here anyway except as an excuse to visit family.

And that’s not possible anyway.

But first the news:

Thankfully the twins are too young to really want a party.

If I’m honest, we’d skip the whole thing, but First Minion is making sure they realize and appreciate What They’re OWED.

Damnit.

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